- Picture on the wall; majestically clad shining out like the Sun
Wooden frame hung beside the broken mirror, smiling lively at sorrowful
Unemotional even as the fury shear tears facing her shine
Before first slanting, the big palm tree has just fallen.
Now with woe, it stamps emptiness in the loveseat
- Stealing smile and leaving photo clips in the fury mind.
Life has just turned an everyday eclipse
Why has the gods so treasured you?
Now haters has got what they requested
Anguished, the dark cloud settled right over fury.
Tears never go dry, why… why… why…
the true poesy